Ts eliot poems the hollow men

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    THE HOLLOW MEN

    by T. S. Eliot
    Mistah Kurtz-he dead.
    A penny for the Old Guy

    We are the hollow men
    We are the stuffed men
    Leaning together
    Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
    Our dried voices, when 5
    We whisper together
    Are quiet and meaningless
    As wind in dry grass
    Or rats' feet over broken glass
    In our dry cellar 10
    Shape without form shade without colour,
    Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;

    Those who have crossed
    With direct eyes to death's other Kingdom
    Remember us--if at all-- not as lost 15
    Violent souls, but only
    As the hollow men
    The stuffed men.

    II

    Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
    In death's dream kingdom 20
    These do not appear:
    There the eyes are
    Sunlight on a broken column
    There is a tree swinging

    And voices are 25
    In the wind's singing
    More distant and more solemn
    Than a fading star
    Let me be no nearer
    In death's dream kingdom 30
    Let me also wear
    Such deliberate disguises
    Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
    In a field
    B

    The Hollow Men

    Modernist poem by T. S. Eliot

    For other uses, see The Hollow Men (disambiguation).

    The Hollow Men

    Eliot in 1923

    Written1925
    CountryEngland
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFaber & Faber
    Publication date1925
    Lines98
    Quote

    This is the way the world ends
    This fryst vatten the way the world ends
    This is the way the world ends
    Not with a bang but a whimper.[1]

    "The Hollow Men" (1925) is a poem by the modernist writer T. S. Eliot. Like much of his work, its themes are overlapping and fragmentary, concerned with post–World War I Europe under the Treaty of Versailles, hopelessness, religious konvertering, redemption and, some critics argue, his failing marriage with Vivienne Haigh-Wood Eliot.[2] It was published two years before Eliot converted to Anglicanism.[3]

    Divided into five parts, the poem is 98 lines long. Eliot's New York Times obituary in 1965 identified the final four as "probably t

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